I feel like, Life is getting tougher with each passing day, And I'm getting tired, Of attempting random surprise tests thrown at me by the universe, Along with the planned ones, For which I am not prepared at all, Honestly, there isn't even a syllabus, I could memorise, I am good at that, universe knows, How am I going to make it past the -ber months?

Spoiler Alert: You will plan your entire day and life will surprise you in the best and worst ways possible. The key is to stay calm,...

There's a push and pull, Of my desires and dreams, Wanting me to be utterly obsessed and involved in a task, And the urge to laze and...

How do I continue swimming with blood-hound sharks, Hungry, vicious and attacking, On every little move I make, Where do I find the flow,...

We are back at it again, The monthly, quarterly, yearly, Test of the same lesson, With new questions, Phrased in a new way, In a new...

Every effort, Every cancellation, Every opportunity, Has brought me in this moment, To live in the fullest, Of everything that life...

These days, I have to remind myself, What I'm made of, And what I really want myself to be, But, the days are going by in a blur, And I'm...

For two seconds today, I thought I was done, Like, done, done, Like done from this life, done, Like, done, Really done. And all I could...

I'm taking notes, Of the pretty hot December afternoon, And the crescent moon during twilight, And of everything that happens in the...

This poem is my alibi, Of today, That I was here, Exisiting if not living, Breathing if not alive, Moving if not stuck, Of this version...